I opened my eyes in a unfamiliar room, dazed and confused. I didn't leave my house to come here, and I certainly don't remember anyone taking me. The room was pretty much abnormal room besides that It didn't have any windows. There was a apple by the door with a little post it that read," Eat me, I dare you!" What did I have to loose, so I took a bite, and instantly regretted it. There was a razor and n the middle which cut my lip, tounge, and gums. Well that was painfully awakening.

"Hello, let me Out!" I called. This couldn't be happening. How did this even happen was a good question as well.

"He hears you, he won't see you..." did I really just hear that, it sounded like it was drifting off.
"I'm Harley by the way, I've been here longer than you!" she laughed out. Was it possible that this girl was higher something. Either that or she's been here way too long.

"where are we, how did we get here, and why?" I whispered back to her. I guess she was real. Or else I'm going crazy.

"in a old house at the top of Peek's Hill; old house aint it? He drugs us with chloroform, bonds us and takes is here. As for why, why is because he wants us. If he wants us, them he'll have us."

Okay now I'm scared. I pinch my self to make me wake up but it didn't work. Guess I'm stuck.

A man slowly turned the doorknob and entered with a girl that I good only assume to be Harley. As he stepped in to the light and I got a good lol at his face, I recognized Gerard Way. Gerard. Way. He was my captor. Me kidnapper. My tormenter. The man I once looked up to and aspired to be like, has shown me his true colors.

"I see you've met my Harley," he says," and new that you've met her, she has to die. Just like all the others." as the words left his mouth you could see his smile. His grin. His smirk. And as u looked up, he pulled the trigger. A bullet spun its way out of the revolver, and mushroomed into her head. Blood splattered everywhere, and everywhere was splattered in blood.

"you didn't think I would do It, did you, Abigail. You thought I was bluffing. That I would come and tell you that everything was okay. Well, think again, honey." he spat as he sat next to me in the corner of "my" room.

"Well it looks like the jokes on you!" he said with a grin that would make the Cheshire cat jealous, as he positioned the revolver under his chin. The trigger was pulled, and once again the bullet spun its way out and into his head. four bullets remain.

"Your all alone now..." a voice echoed. It sounded like a mix of both of their voices. A hint of scary with just a dash of paranoia.

Through my tears, I grabbed the revolver. "Do it, I dare you!" said Gerard's voice in the back of my head. So I did. And for the third time tonight, a bullet spiraled out of this revolver, and into my brain. And now we were all dead, right.

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I awoke with a start and tears in my eyes, but miraculously in my own bed. As I got up to them the lights on, I noticed a red apple sitting again my door. It had a small post it that read," Eat me, I dare you!"

Notes

Boom! Second chapter done and posted.
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